Finn whimpers, and his beautiful pink cock jerks against his belly. “You’re going to kill me. So beautiful, Nix.”
No, you are. Look at this gorgeous cock. And it’s notjustpretty. It tastes good, too.
He slides between Finn’s legs and lowers onto his elbows, fingers wrapping around the base of Finn’s shaft to hold it steady. His eyes stay locked on Finn’s face as he leans in and sucks the head in with a moan, teasing the slit with his tongue, then slowly sinking, inch by inch, until his nose is buried in soft curls and the weight of Finn’s cock fills his throat.
He bobs once, twice, then pulls off with a loud slurp, licking from base to tip like he was cleaning a lollipop dipped in sin. “So fucking good,” he murmurs around the shaft, letting his voice vibrate through Finn’s dick as he mouths at it.
Juicy. Sweet. Addictive.
Nix closes his eyes and pulls off so he can lick and suck the silky head, before sinking back down again. He finds a rhythm and brings every trick he has ever employed to bear.
Finn makes a desperate, choked sound and fists his hands into the pillow, but it isn’t long before instinct takes over. One trembling hand finds Nix’s ponytail and wraps it tight in his fist.
Nix shivers as pleasure shoots down his spine.Yes. Yes, use me.
He loves the contrast—how gentle Finn always tries to be, and how fucking filthy he gets when he snaps. The pull on his ponytail forces Nix’s mouth down, deep, fast, setting a punishing rhythm as Finn begins to fuck his face.
He relaxes his throat, opening wide,eyes watering as the head pushes deep. His lips are stretched wide, spit slicking his chin, but he doesn’t care. He’s never felt more desired than when they use his mouth like this—thrusting up into his throat, panting his name like a prayer.
“I’m gonna—fuck, your mouth—harder, Nix,” Finn’s voice cracks, and Nix pushes him closer to the edge with an x-rated mental image: Grayson, naked and covered in paint, pinning Nix against a wall in the Art House, growling in his ear as he fucks him wild.
The effect is instant. Finn’s hips jerk, his cock twitching against Nix’s tongue.
Nix pulls off with a gasp, licking his lips, and his hand never stops clenching around Finn’s knot. “Give it to me, Dr.Merritt. Let me taste you.”
Finn groans so deep it shakes the bed frame as he hauls Nix back down by the hair, shoving his cock past his lips with a desperate thrust.
“Nix. Oh, my fucking god—fuck—”
He comes hard, spilling hot and thick down Nix’s throat in wave after wave. Nix swallows what he can, letting the rest smear across his tongue and lips. It’s obscene, glorious. He sucks him through it, humming, fingers curling tight around Finn’s knot.
“Mmm.Delicious.” Nix licks the tip one last time, teasing the oversensitive head as Finn collapses against the headboard.
“Holy fuck.Wow.That was…fuck.”
Finn reaches down to guide him up, and their kiss is soft as he licks his come from Nix’s lips.
It sends a full-body shiver through Nix. The whiplash between being used and being cherished always wrecks him in the best possible way.
With his ass still wet and aching, he curls into Finn’s side, listening to the frantic rhythm of his mate’s heart.
Experiment 1.03 – Subject: Wilde, L.
Title: Applied Deepthroat
Longitudinal Techniques and Legendary Throatplay
“Rude!” Luca mutters to himself as he scurries down the hallway from Finn’s sexy naked self. So what if he’d been exhausted? He’d been asleep with his sweet butt out, just begging for a smack. So what if Lucahadbeen trespassing? It was still rude to growl and snarl. Even if Luca knew better.
Maybe he owed Finn an apology later.
Tell him he hadn’t been thinking because the beacons of cum-petition were lit, and Luca heard the call.
Humming Queen’sWe Are the Championsunder his breath, he dances down the stairs; nearly trips but saves it at the last minute, sliding into the main living space on slippery sock feet. Sunday is tomorrow, after all, and with Rowan in acting class, Gideon immersed in his Daddy duties (Ha, he saiddoodies), Grayson in the Art House, and Finn being grouchy, that left Jay and Leo available to sample his wares.
Decisions, decisions.
Luca knows Jay is in the Studio, laying down the rest of the guide for their latest song for Long Road Home’s second anniversary album. Luca had been in the booth for hours before he’d snuck away to find Rowan earlier…or rather, he should have been emptying the dishwasher as he’d been tasked, according to Finn’s horribly detailed chore chart.
